The couch is a lie.
I want to throw my shirts on it.
It's not a conventional sort of love, but it's one I can understand.
There's always quid in the banana stand.
And just like that, a universe-eating wormhole opened.
At least it's virgin.
Gives you your daily dose of Vitamin Dead.
This party's 'bout to pop off.
May the snozberries be ever in your favor.
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Welcome to the 21st century, Gallagher.
Just don't bite it too hard or the juice'll get everywhere.
This would go great with a nice chianti.
At least they're not double stuf'd.
He thankfully said bye, bye, bye to this hairstyle.
It puts the Doritos on its skin, or it get gets the hose again.
I'm about to get my healthy nom noms on!
Serving Size: 1, with no friends.
Finger lickin' good.
I prefer mustard custard.
Is that a sandwich in your pants or are you just a kleptomaniac?
Don't worry, the dog is totally fine. He swore he could taste colors for like, four hours though.